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TJIE DOG ANT) HIS MASTER. 
up to nature. Hardly any traces of man were visible 
— the only signs I saw were straggling herds, and 
an occasional deers head^ gnawed by the dogs of 
the Manchu hunters. 
On one occasion, as we were hauling the seine, a 
noble Tartar deer-hound, hiwn-coloured, and with a 
splendid brush for a tail, picked a cjuarrel with 
another dog of less .degree, the bone of contention, 
so to sjfeak, being a fislfs head. In the fight Avhich 
followed, the Tartar was the conqueror, and so 
excited the admiration of the First Lieutenant that 
he set his aftections upon him ; but the master of 
Quilee — for so the dog was named — a poor Chinese 
fisherman, was loth to part with his friend on all 
fours.” Actually, though a Chinaman, he was 
insensible to the temptation of dollars I The First 
Lieutenant was greatly disappointed because he 
could not prevail upon the poor fisherman to part 
with the animal; but suddenly a brilliant idea 
flashed across his mind — recklessly stripping off his 
coat, he ofiered it for Quilee. The brass buttons 
and gold lace were too much for the Mongol. 
